Last night I disappeared.
It started in the afternoon
In mid-laughter.
My hands were the first to go.
I saw the smoke rise up from my fingers
as if they were waiting dreams
And the smoke kissed the air and was gone in seconds.
Next were my legs.
They dissolved in minute tears that accumulated in a puddle
That drifted off to lakes and oceans
Where they floated with orange fish.
By night fall, the only part of me left was my singular head
And clearly, it was uncomfortable staying put alone
But after minutes, I looked in the mirror and it
disappeared completely
Leaving me with so much illuminated space that left me
cold and strangely excited.
It was my anxiety that made me run to you,
Naked as the sky.
I did not know what to do
with this empty splendor.

Yet inspite of my screaming, you did not notice that I was there.
You were too busy
Chasing ghosts.